Day 3,532 —I Fell on the Train Tracks—

Something I love about running on train tracks or jumping up on a wall and running on the ledge is that it takes my full attention. Yet, today my focus drifted for a moment, so I fell, catching myself before my head collided with the rail. My hands aren’t bleeding, but they would be if I wasn’t wearing gloves. 

It was just mainly the grease from the rails that left its mark, but I don’t know; I’m a little shell-shocked now, I might go slower next time and keep my head looking down. 

I was distracted by another gorgeous sunrise.